It's good you decided to join in. It's better to start late than never to start at all. Glad you decided to do week 1-3 as well, I think every week is important as it develops something inside you. I used to think I can hold eye contacts but after doing 50 eyecontacts I finally understood the nature of it and can now give proper eyecontacts without coming off as creepy or threatening. I recommend anyone who miss week 1-3 to try and encorperate those exercises as well as it helps fine tune your abilities. My convo skill has improve as well, there are less moments of pause now. Basically after talking to so many people, I have a list of stuff in my head to pick from that will get the convo going. And I listen to what they said and go with their topic and I also try to look for opportunities to add humor into the convo. I'm still a total beginner at this and one thing I do realize is the more you do it the less you have to think about it. The skills in you actually takes over. I still need alot of practice as I have alot of rough edges to work out.
Bootcamp Week#4: Lets Get Rejected!!!...
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scorpio king
Don Juan
6 rejections
Man, I sarge here in my university. But lately I find that the university is hard to sarge with because either people are busy when in the library, waiting for somebody when outside, or withe a group of about 10 people outside. Is there anyone around here sarging in campus?
What specific location do you go to? How Can I stop those walking HB's that I get interested in because I chat only those sitting alone at benches.
Man, I sarge here in my university. But lately I find that the university is hard to sarge with because either people are busy when in the library, waiting for somebody when outside, or withe a group of about 10 people outside. Is there anyone around here sarging in campus?
What specific location do you go to? How Can I stop those walking HB's that I get interested in because I chat only those sitting alone at benches.
RBB
Senior Don Juan
Not week#4 but, I have a date!
After a few texts on the mobile phone, I got me a coffee date tomorrow with my punker chick Natalie! HA!
I had nothing to do so I did a some follow-up texts to some girls.
~
Week#4, get the 10 rejections.
So my plan is get my 10 rejections tomorrow, then go to coffee with my crappy mood. I'll tell her it's not my day and that I need some cheering up. That should put the ball in my court!
I went thru my mobile today and deleted about 50 numbers. They were people who I didn't keep in contact with, or girls that weren't HB6+. I got 12 numbers in my phone now, that should give me the motivation to go out there to get me some digits. Out of the 12, only 4 are girls numbers.
So wish me luck! I'mma fill my mobile with HBs.
After a few texts on the mobile phone, I got me a coffee date tomorrow with my punker chick Natalie! HA!
I had nothing to do so I did a some follow-up texts to some girls.
~
Week#4, get the 10 rejections.
So my plan is get my 10 rejections tomorrow, then go to coffee with my crappy mood. I'll tell her it's not my day and that I need some cheering up. That should put the ball in my court!
I went thru my mobile today and deleted about 50 numbers. They were people who I didn't keep in contact with, or girls that weren't HB6+. I got 12 numbers in my phone now, that should give me the motivation to go out there to get me some digits. Out of the 12, only 4 are girls numbers.
So wish me luck! I'mma fill my mobile with HBs.
RBB
Senior Don Juan
FDR: W4D10 - I'm cool
FDR. Sounds like a fvkken arcade dancing game.
TIME: 1400
Just woke up. Today is the day I get to join you guys in BC again. I check my mobile and it has 1 new message. I think to myself, "Arh fark.. friggin' flaker! It can't be!" I check it suspecting a message from Nat.
"Hey Sen, let's go get some clothes afterwork for this weekend. Let's pick up chicks again. Call ya at 5" - Jamal, formally Haz.
Heh, I guess Ja gets the peacock. I dig, you dig, we dig? Buh-garrrRR!!
I sms Nat telling her that we are still on for coffee at 4. I told her I'ld be there to pick up some stuff. After a shower and gel, I make my way to the bus station.
2nd rejection:
Married woman in her 40's. I decided to have some fun.
Me: Hey, been waiting for the 576 long?
HB40: Just 10mins.
Me: Cool, can I ask you a question?
HB40: Yes.
Me: Tell me why it's so hard to meet women these days. -Hahahaha, asking a woman for advice!!-
HB40: Oh really? You're a dashing young man. I'm sure you will be ok.
Me: Well I haven't been ok for a while. Can you suggest any place I can go to meet women?
HB40: Hahaha.. I don't know.. where young people are these days.
-I continue to act like a hopeless guy and she starts getting more and more involved-
Me: Can I ask you another question?
HB40: Sure.
Me: Will you have a coffee with me?
HB40: -blushes!- Oh, I'm flattered, but I'm married with 5 kids. My daughters about you age.
-I continue being hopeless-
I felt so dumb, had to catch an awkward bus ride to the mall. I don't know why I busted AFCness on her. I guess I just wanted to see what results I could get. Result: NOTHING.
So I get to the mall at 3:15ish. About 45mins for a walk around and cold approach my as$ for rejections.
Going for the 3rd rejection:
I make my way to the entrance of the mall passing the smokers area. HB7, dressed in black. Looks 14.
Me: Got another ciggy for me?
HB7: Yea. -Pulls out cigarette tin-
Me: Oh, you smoke 8s. How girly of you.
HB7: I just started a month ago.
Me: Cheers. -I pull out my Zippo and squeeze a little trick out-
HB7: Cool, you got a Zippo. I'm gonna get one as well.
Me: Well I'm trying to quit smoking. The Zippo encourages the habit cos I don't want to throw it away.
HB7: Yeah, I know. It's too cool to throw away.
Me: Hey, what's your name?
HB7: Jasmine.
Me: How about this Jasmine? Give me your number and we'll go for a coffee sometime. If you can get me to quit, I'll give you the Zippo.
HB7: Hmm.. ok. A free $40 Zippo.
-We trade numbers infront of people going in and out of the mall, it felt good. But still, how lame was that? Bound to happen with my cool dress sense-
After that I was on a high. A sarging high. How good must I be when I don't spit game and they still flock my way? Although the free Zippo enticed her, so I guess she just wants something I got.
3rd rejection:
I walk around looking for some CDs. Just so I got something to bring to the table at the coffee date. I walk into a Virgin store and head for the rock/alternative section. Hmm.. The Used got a new Live Performances album. And a free DVD! Erg, too pricey. I spot HB8.5 worker. Damn, a HB8.5 Virgin. Heh. She's nearby putting out some DVDs.
Me: Hey, did The Used ever bring out a DVD?
HB8.5: They got the Taste of Chaos tour DVD but it only has one act by them on it.
Me: Bummer, so no DVD out?
HB8.5: Just the new album.
Me: So I guess you too are a Used fan?
HB8.5: Yep! Went to the tour.
Me: No crap, me too. Best tour to hit town.
HB8.5: So far.. Simple Plan are coming down.
Me: Oh yea? I'll go but I don't dig them. A little boring. Give me your number and we'll meet up their.
HB8.5: I have a bf.
Me: Yeah. Ben right?
HB8.5: Hahahaha.. yeah.. No.
-I walk off. But I reckon I could get that number if I tried. But at this pace, I'll never get 10 rejections- Damn BC.
It's about 3:50ish so I make my way to the cafe we are meeting at. The one by the entrance. I give Nat a call to tell her that I'll be waiting there but she's already there! I hang up. It's getting weird, she's too early. Is she with someone?
I get to the cafe and she's alone. I know how to handle this.. I walk towards her and extend my palm out, facing upward, with a smile.
Me: Hey Nat, you're looking girly! -Pull in for a kiss on the cheek, but she's more front on and it's a side/lip kiss-
Nat: Hah! Would you prefer a boyish chick like Avril Lasagna? -whateva-
Me: Yeah.. She's good. Let's order there girly Avril.
Nat: No way, I'm way better than her.
-I lead her to the ordering area, pay and get the tables. I took my hand away from hers after the kiss but then held it again when she followed me and stood behind me while I ordered. Imprinting in her sub-conscious with good feelings for following my suit-
Me: Let's sit here. Only the best for my girly Avril. After you. -Indirect way of telling her she's mine-
Nat: Ooh.. heehee. Thankyou.
Me: You're so cute when you do that. Do it again. Pleazzze..
-While sitting next to her, hand on her hand, I fluff my way till the coffee comes. And guess who served us?! Jasmine!! So I guess I've got 4 rejections now. She smiled at me and then Nat giving us the coffees. Acting as tho she's never met me. I felt so playuh. I also had the sneeking suspicion that the coffee was bad-
Me: You know what? Are you as adventurous as I had hoped?
Nat: Hah yeah!
Me: Let's go.
Nat: Huh? Where? What about the coffees?
Me: I don't feel like coffee. I feel like a thickshake. We'll get the biggest one and share.
Nat: Car-rrazeee...
So we went to another cafe and got them to dump a thickshake on us. About was about 1.5 litres. She offered to pay as I payed for the coffees and I told her that I knew she was the independant woman type. Not owing to anyone or any man. I busted her on it and then told her that it was sexy. More push-pull. During the shake, Jamal called and asked me to come out to another mall to get a pink shirt he had been eyeing. Social proof! I'mma busy man. I told him I was on a date with a chick that has met my standards, "She's the only gurl who had exceeded my expectations and now I have to set myself new standards. Ja, your mum's too good. She's waiting for me, I'll call you back." Nat balled out laughing. She wsa quite talkative so I just gave just like a good conversationalist. Boring hard work being a great conversationalist.
Nat ended up going with Jamal and I to the other mall. We held hands and she clung on me a fair bit. Fvck-yeah! After the social proof display infront of Nat, now Ja gets his turn. But knows I'm cool anyways.
Rejections: 4, 6 more.
Seeming as we went in 2 cars, I went home with Ja and she went home alone. Erg.. I think of something later..
--
So slow start to week 4. I'll go out tomorrow night (friday) and get me some serious rejections with Ja and Moz. I'll tell em I'm doing it on purpose and encourage them to just do it for twist. Whateva..
And no, I'm not getting 1itis.
FDR. Sounds like a fvkken arcade dancing game.
TIME: 1400
Just woke up. Today is the day I get to join you guys in BC again. I check my mobile and it has 1 new message. I think to myself, "Arh fark.. friggin' flaker! It can't be!" I check it suspecting a message from Nat.
"Hey Sen, let's go get some clothes afterwork for this weekend. Let's pick up chicks again. Call ya at 5" - Jamal, formally Haz.
Heh, I guess Ja gets the peacock. I dig, you dig, we dig? Buh-garrrRR!!
I sms Nat telling her that we are still on for coffee at 4. I told her I'ld be there to pick up some stuff. After a shower and gel, I make my way to the bus station.
2nd rejection:
Married woman in her 40's. I decided to have some fun.
Me: Hey, been waiting for the 576 long?
HB40: Just 10mins.
Me: Cool, can I ask you a question?
HB40: Yes.
Me: Tell me why it's so hard to meet women these days. -Hahahaha, asking a woman for advice!!-
HB40: Oh really? You're a dashing young man. I'm sure you will be ok.
Me: Well I haven't been ok for a while. Can you suggest any place I can go to meet women?
HB40: Hahaha.. I don't know.. where young people are these days.
-I continue to act like a hopeless guy and she starts getting more and more involved-
Me: Can I ask you another question?
HB40: Sure.
Me: Will you have a coffee with me?
HB40: -blushes!- Oh, I'm flattered, but I'm married with 5 kids. My daughters about you age.
-I continue being hopeless-
I felt so dumb, had to catch an awkward bus ride to the mall. I don't know why I busted AFCness on her. I guess I just wanted to see what results I could get. Result: NOTHING.
So I get to the mall at 3:15ish. About 45mins for a walk around and cold approach my as$ for rejections.
Going for the 3rd rejection:
I make my way to the entrance of the mall passing the smokers area. HB7, dressed in black. Looks 14.
Me: Got another ciggy for me?
HB7: Yea. -Pulls out cigarette tin-
Me: Oh, you smoke 8s. How girly of you.
HB7: I just started a month ago.
Me: Cheers. -I pull out my Zippo and squeeze a little trick out-
HB7: Cool, you got a Zippo. I'm gonna get one as well.
Me: Well I'm trying to quit smoking. The Zippo encourages the habit cos I don't want to throw it away.
HB7: Yeah, I know. It's too cool to throw away.
Me: Hey, what's your name?
HB7: Jasmine.
Me: How about this Jasmine? Give me your number and we'll go for a coffee sometime. If you can get me to quit, I'll give you the Zippo.
HB7: Hmm.. ok. A free $40 Zippo.
-We trade numbers infront of people going in and out of the mall, it felt good. But still, how lame was that? Bound to happen with my cool dress sense-
After that I was on a high. A sarging high. How good must I be when I don't spit game and they still flock my way? Although the free Zippo enticed her, so I guess she just wants something I got.
3rd rejection:
I walk around looking for some CDs. Just so I got something to bring to the table at the coffee date. I walk into a Virgin store and head for the rock/alternative section. Hmm.. The Used got a new Live Performances album. And a free DVD! Erg, too pricey. I spot HB8.5 worker. Damn, a HB8.5 Virgin. Heh. She's nearby putting out some DVDs.
Me: Hey, did The Used ever bring out a DVD?
HB8.5: They got the Taste of Chaos tour DVD but it only has one act by them on it.
Me: Bummer, so no DVD out?
HB8.5: Just the new album.
Me: So I guess you too are a Used fan?
HB8.5: Yep! Went to the tour.
Me: No crap, me too. Best tour to hit town.
HB8.5: So far.. Simple Plan are coming down.
Me: Oh yea? I'll go but I don't dig them. A little boring. Give me your number and we'll meet up their.
HB8.5: I have a bf.
Me: Yeah. Ben right?
HB8.5: Hahahaha.. yeah.. No.
-I walk off. But I reckon I could get that number if I tried. But at this pace, I'll never get 10 rejections- Damn BC.
It's about 3:50ish so I make my way to the cafe we are meeting at. The one by the entrance. I give Nat a call to tell her that I'll be waiting there but she's already there! I hang up. It's getting weird, she's too early. Is she with someone?
I get to the cafe and she's alone. I know how to handle this.. I walk towards her and extend my palm out, facing upward, with a smile.
Me: Hey Nat, you're looking girly! -Pull in for a kiss on the cheek, but she's more front on and it's a side/lip kiss-
Nat: Hah! Would you prefer a boyish chick like Avril Lasagna? -whateva-
Me: Yeah.. She's good. Let's order there girly Avril.
Nat: No way, I'm way better than her.
-I lead her to the ordering area, pay and get the tables. I took my hand away from hers after the kiss but then held it again when she followed me and stood behind me while I ordered. Imprinting in her sub-conscious with good feelings for following my suit-
Me: Let's sit here. Only the best for my girly Avril. After you. -Indirect way of telling her she's mine-
Nat: Ooh.. heehee. Thankyou.
Me: You're so cute when you do that. Do it again. Pleazzze..
-While sitting next to her, hand on her hand, I fluff my way till the coffee comes. And guess who served us?! Jasmine!! So I guess I've got 4 rejections now. She smiled at me and then Nat giving us the coffees. Acting as tho she's never met me. I felt so playuh. I also had the sneeking suspicion that the coffee was bad-
Me: You know what? Are you as adventurous as I had hoped?
Nat: Hah yeah!
Me: Let's go.
Nat: Huh? Where? What about the coffees?
Me: I don't feel like coffee. I feel like a thickshake. We'll get the biggest one and share.
Nat: Car-rrazeee...
So we went to another cafe and got them to dump a thickshake on us. About was about 1.5 litres. She offered to pay as I payed for the coffees and I told her that I knew she was the independant woman type. Not owing to anyone or any man. I busted her on it and then told her that it was sexy. More push-pull. During the shake, Jamal called and asked me to come out to another mall to get a pink shirt he had been eyeing. Social proof! I'mma busy man. I told him I was on a date with a chick that has met my standards, "She's the only gurl who had exceeded my expectations and now I have to set myself new standards. Ja, your mum's too good. She's waiting for me, I'll call you back." Nat balled out laughing. She wsa quite talkative so I just gave just like a good conversationalist. Boring hard work being a great conversationalist.
Nat ended up going with Jamal and I to the other mall. We held hands and she clung on me a fair bit. Fvck-yeah! After the social proof display infront of Nat, now Ja gets his turn. But knows I'm cool anyways.
Rejections: 4, 6 more.
Seeming as we went in 2 cars, I went home with Ja and she went home alone. Erg.. I think of something later..
--
So slow start to week 4. I'll go out tomorrow night (friday) and get me some serious rejections with Ja and Moz. I'll tell em I'm doing it on purpose and encourage them to just do it for twist. Whateva..
And no, I'm not getting 1itis.
silverfox
Don Juan
Went out with a friend this evening for a curry after work. We ended up in a bar. There was a cute brunette at the bar kind of eyeballing us. I wanted to open but my friend had to go home.
Brunette was now with her blonde friend. I went over and opened both with the talk show routine. Ditched it quickly and just chatted to them about Swedish indie rock. Ended up leaving with the brunette's email address.
Bus home - talked to an Italian girl with a bunch of flowers. Chatted and asked her name. She told me and quickly asked me mine. I told her but then it was my stop. Firm hand shake before getting off the bus.
No rejections yet but who cares? I'll get 'em.
Brunette was now with her blonde friend. I went over and opened both with the talk show routine. Ditched it quickly and just chatted to them about Swedish indie rock. Ended up leaving with the brunette's email address.
Bus home - talked to an Italian girl with a bunch of flowers. Chatted and asked her name. She told me and quickly asked me mine. I told her but then it was my stop. Firm hand shake before getting off the bus.
No rejections yet but who cares? I'll get 'em.
Well I'm here to tell you there is such a magic wand. Something that will make you almost completely irresistible to any woman you "point it" at. Something guaranteed to fill your life with love, romance, and excitement.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
silverfox
Don Juan
Thanks for your encouragement. I am having a lot of fun with this.
If you'd told me a couple of months ago I would approach two attractive Swedish women in a bar on my own and walk away with an email address I would have told you I had more chance of seeing Spurs win the Champions League.
I think I could have number closed the Italian girl, she initiated the handshake, but I was tired and had to get off the bus. As I was getting off she said maybe she would run into me again. I gave her what I hoped was a classic Connery Bond look and said "maybe."
My observations so far are that it's all about how you feel in yourself. If you know you are taking care of your appearance, intellect etc and making the very best of yourself then who needs creepy hypno-patterns and stuff? Be confident, be interesting and be interested.
This is the part where Han Solo would say to me, "Great kid! Don't get c0cky!"
If you'd told me a couple of months ago I would approach two attractive Swedish women in a bar on my own and walk away with an email address I would have told you I had more chance of seeing Spurs win the Champions League.
I think I could have number closed the Italian girl, she initiated the handshake, but I was tired and had to get off the bus. As I was getting off she said maybe she would run into me again. I gave her what I hoped was a classic Connery Bond look and said "maybe."
My observations so far are that it's all about how you feel in yourself. If you know you are taking care of your appearance, intellect etc and making the very best of yourself then who needs creepy hypno-patterns and stuff? Be confident, be interesting and be interested.
This is the part where Han Solo would say to me, "Great kid! Don't get c0cky!"
Duamutef
Banned
Life is beautiful...
Duamutef
Banned
I don't hate you... I'm just starting to experience kind of a pitiful feeling towards the ones to which you're giving all your condescendence.
Come to think of it, getting patronized by a 19 years old is quite harsh if you actually possess an ego.
I don't hate you, I don't even know you. But there is a strange stench of hypocrisy in the air, and phrases like "your progress is improving" are so hard to bear.
Just give a chance to humbleness.
Yeah, sarge on! :woo:
Come to think of it, getting patronized by a 19 years old is quite harsh if you actually possess an ego.
I don't hate you, I don't even know you. But there is a strange stench of hypocrisy in the air, and phrases like "your progress is improving" are so hard to bear.
Just give a chance to humbleness.
Yeah, sarge on! :woo:
RBB
Senior Don Juan
Geez, how many Best Night Evers have I had since starting Bootcamp? I'm starting to regret it now.
First off, it's been a great experience, fvck I'm not quitting, this ain't a 1itis speech either. It's just been great to know that people are in the same boat as me, doing the same things, aiming for the same goals. People are social creatures however bad or good you may be. To know there is a society of BCers out there is really encouraging.
Now, I've tried to introduce BC to my friends but they seemed to proud to admit their inadequacies. Sarging used to never be a topic because they fell for that Hollywood bullsh*t. My group of friends, myself included left everything to chance. But since I've realised life was getting no where from just 'putting yourself out there' I wanted to show my friends the same realisation. So one way I've convinced them to come out sarging with me (hence completing BC exercises) is to introduce them to ideas and concepts adapted/conceived by/from the PU community to lure them. Having a wing is really advantageous, so my advice for the discouraged, go do BC with a wing. Show them peacocking, neg- hits, ways to DHV, to improve self confidence. Even things like watching rnb, ibiza videos and cramming some dance moves into the head to try out at clubs.
Anything beneficial and fun towards improving yourself. If your friends refuse to mentally digest the PU side of things, at least they'll see the alpha male side of it. Now who doesn't want to be alpha male?
First off, it's been a great experience, fvck I'm not quitting, this ain't a 1itis speech either. It's just been great to know that people are in the same boat as me, doing the same things, aiming for the same goals. People are social creatures however bad or good you may be. To know there is a society of BCers out there is really encouraging.
Now, I've tried to introduce BC to my friends but they seemed to proud to admit their inadequacies. Sarging used to never be a topic because they fell for that Hollywood bullsh*t. My group of friends, myself included left everything to chance. But since I've realised life was getting no where from just 'putting yourself out there' I wanted to show my friends the same realisation. So one way I've convinced them to come out sarging with me (hence completing BC exercises) is to introduce them to ideas and concepts adapted/conceived by/from the PU community to lure them. Having a wing is really advantageous, so my advice for the discouraged, go do BC with a wing. Show them peacocking, neg- hits, ways to DHV, to improve self confidence. Even things like watching rnb, ibiza videos and cramming some dance moves into the head to try out at clubs.
Anything beneficial and fun towards improving yourself. If your friends refuse to mentally digest the PU side of things, at least they'll see the alpha male side of it. Now who doesn't want to be alpha male?
Just because a woman listens to you and acts interested in what you say doesn't mean she really is. She might just be acting polite, while silently wishing that the date would hurry up and end, or that you would go away... and never come back.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
RBB
Senior Don Juan
Update:
Heh, I was gonna post a FR of my Best Night Ever but half way thru my friend came over, now I can't be fvkt continuing with it. We're gonna go get some munchies. Will do tonight/tomorrow.
Heh, I was gonna post a FR of my Best Night Ever but half way thru my friend came over, now I can't be fvkt continuing with it. We're gonna go get some munchies. Will do tonight/tomorrow.
Duamutef
Banned
Oh, the humanity
Here is my field report from yesterday night... have fun! ^_^
http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=89681
...oh yeah, sarge on! :woo:
Here is my field report from yesterday night... have fun! ^_^
http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=89681
...oh yeah, sarge on! :woo:
RBB
Senior Don Juan
FR: W4D? - Best Night Ever
Major linkage here. Props to Wyldfire. I put this to good use saturday night.
http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=16485&highlight=kiss
First off Shezz, 'Winging with Tyler Durden'? Hahaha, you psychomaniac sarger you! :crackup: Didn't think you had a split personality!
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2200 - 'Leaving things a little late'
Ja, Moz and I are sitting around the coffee table eyeing the 3 shots of Smirnoff. "Smells like nail polish, tastes like nail polish." Arh well.. it was no good in the shotty glass.
We had to be quick cos the taxi was gonna be here in 30mins. We reaffirm each other of our promise. We're gonna continue picking up and never stop our roll. Moz looked uneasy and admittedly he told us it was gonna be his first time going out soley to pick up. Poor dude, he didn't look well. Isn't self doubt such a reflective emotion. We down 5 shots each and catch a cab to town.
Town was a buzz. To-night was the-night. We were being the usual ****y mvthafvckahs, Moz decked out in a new outfit, Ja popping his colla like a fool and me and my punkish gear. We were smiling, waving and blowing kisses at woman we happen to pass. I was first to open proceedings, just a quicky to warm up. I see a HB9-tall sitting at a table outside a lounge/bar by herself.
Me: Hey, waiting for someone?
HB9: -smile- Yeah..
Me: Well, here I am! Hahaha.
HB9: -laughs-
All 3 of us walk away laughing, waving goodbye and so did she.
We were now in a positive frame of mind.
We first head to a club, quite an unclassy crowd. We walk around first. Now this is the first time that I can recall walking around first, we usually head to the bar and get us some drinks but to-night was the-night. We were on the prowl. Ja opened 2 HB8-italians.
Ja: Heyy... don't I know you from somewhere?
HBshorter: -puts up hand as if 'talk to the hand', that was COLD. A simple no should be in order B*TCH!!-
Ja: Oh what?!?!
Me: -Empowering voice at her direction- ONLY THE HAND SERVICES MY VAGINA.
We bust up laughing at the two b*tches with lvl 6529 b*tch shields. Gem of ****iness gained. New spell learnt. Bah. We walk down the stairs to the exit, yeah we were only there for 2mins. A 5 set of asians are walking up towards us.
Ja: Hey baby!!
5 set: -act like they didn't hear-
Ja: HEY BABY!!!!
5set: -one of them looks with daggers-
Ja: Ooohhh!!!
We leave.
So we decide to head to another club. I couldn't get in cos of my mullet. The rnb door boy can suck my punk d*ck.
We hop to another bar. On the way we wave to random HBs. Some wave back but most just ignore us. Our 'don't give a fvck' metre increases, we get more ****ier by the minute. When we get there, we walk thru the whole bar and then walk out. Birthday celebrations. Most HBs taken.
We make our way to the next pub. Down stairs, live cover band. Upstairs, karaoke! We get some drinks downstairs by the bar when I see a HB8 blonde.
Me: Hey you pushed in.
HB8: -glances with a slight smile-
Me: Ok fine, I'll let you in after the road toll. -points to cheek-
HB8: -nothing-
Rejection 5. I'll count that. She probably smelt the alcohol that the 3 of us were giving out.
After getting the drinks we go upstairs and sing a loud along with the karaoke in the 15 max crowd who were silent. The MC looks for an audience member. She points us out to get up on stage. We laugh it off and fvck off quickly. There was some level of social anxiety there but the test came with maximum failure.
Next place we head off to is a club that was pumping out rnb and techno in 3 different rooms. The area surrounding the dance floor was packed but the dance floor had only 3 girls on it. Perfect opportunity to gain social proof when we pick them up. Perfect opportunity to be labelled the guys who can't get none as well. We get drinks and stand around like wall flowers.
About 30mins later a few more groups of people join the dancefloor so we also decide join in.
I eye a 3 set. Two HB8s and 1 UG4. Ja and I dance away acting like a bunch of d*ickheads oblivious to the surrounding crowd, while Moz dances in the background 2 feet away from us. Moz's style reminded me of a thin tree branch swaying in the wind. Very hippy I guess.
I dance my way into their circle. They look at me for a brief moment and continue dancing in the circle as if nothing happened. Ja joins so we become a 5set. Moz continues his tree swaying powers. After about 1-2 songs I ask the HB8 next to me what her name was. I fluff my HB and Ja fluffs his HB. I ask HB8 how old she was, it turns out the 3set was a combined age in the 90s! HB8 is 29. I tell her to prove it and she shows ID and a pic of her baby. Erh.. I whisper Ja to eject. After 5mins we leave to another room.
We went to another rnb room. Moz notices two HB8.5 blondes. We push him to approach but he refuses. So Ja and I approach while Moz holds his unfinished drink. As soon as Ja and I cut in, the HBs start dancing real sl*tty grinding and rubbing each other. I grab the shorter HB by the forearm and tell her, "This is how the pros do it!"
Ja and I are mocking them and imitating their moves. The longer we did this, the more dirty the girls got. I change the tone and start a$$ slapping Ja and then I stick out my a$$ infront of the HBs. One of them cracked me one on my a$$, *CRACK!*, it hurt like hell. More a$$ slapping ensue between the four of us. It was the weirdest thing ever. So homo, yet such a spanking I got from those girls. Definitely a group of attention wh*res here. We all loved it.
That crazy BEP Hump song came on and the girls went crazy!! I put both arms out (as if riding a motorcycle) to the beat and next thing I know, she's backing her a$$ on my d*ck. After the song, I ask HB short to join me for a drink. She tells me that they're lesbians. I hope that wasn't a sh*t test cos I tell her that I'm a lesbian too and start to leave. I tell 'em to say Hi next time they see us and they promise to.
Rejection 6.
We were on a frenzy, after the lesbians I realise that dancefloor tactics don't have much to it. Just push yourself in the group and talk. Providing you can dance to a beat and have a good
dress sense. My peacocking with all that cheap punk jewellery and punk clothes in a rnb club definitely help.
We re-fill for drinks and head back to the dancefloor. 3set brunette. Two HB7.5s and one HB7. They're all Italians. We head their way and same thing, jump in and talk. Moz stays in the background. I introduce Moz to the group and that was probably the most action he got all night. Once again Ja and I are acting a fool on the floor and having mini dance-offs with the girls. I don't recall the song that came on, but I recall the moment. After about 20mins of mucking around, I pull in my HB7.5 by the hips so that we stop dancing in that crappy circle.
She gets into the mood and is receptive, my leg between her legs, she is straddling my thigh. Major kissing follows and I impliment the tip wyldfire shared with us. Hell we were like that for a good half hour. UG4 from the previous group came up and grabbed me by my belt acting like she knew me. She wanted to drag me away to her friend, but I told her that I had to dance with my friend, the birthday girl. Pure lie, UG4 walked away looking pizz off.
Somewhere during the early group circle dancing, 2 guys came along and danced in the circle, I thought they were friends of the girls. One of the AMOGs whispered in my woman's ear. After 10mins he fvkt off. I later found out that the girls didn't know 'em. I admire his courage but I think it's hard to steal someone from a group on the dancefloor once the group is set. The music is too loud to run any major routines IF he is in the PU community. Besides, our group had already gelled. Our group as a whole was laughing, grabbing each other and exchanging funny faces while we danced. With the exception of Moz and that lonely girl.
Our mistake was that we left that one girl out. Moz is way too shy, I didn't see him attempt ANYTHING all night. Maybe Ja and myself's ****iness discouraged him. We'll probably have a discussion about PU again on Friday.
The left-out girl seemed to put up with a lot, she put up with 1hour of dancing while Moz and her stood isolated and oh so lonely. After the hour she wanted to leave, Ja's girl asked her to stay a little longer. I decided to pay some attention and try dancing with her too. She refused like the good girl she is, telling me that she had a bf. So I guess that was my 7th rejection. Very minor tho. I number close the HB that I was dancing with coz I knew they were gonna leave soon. All 4 of us, the 2 HBs, Ja and I, all pulled out the mobiles and exchanged numbers right there on the dancefloor. Major social proof there.
Nearing 4am and happy with the results, we head off toward to exit. But not before one last hurrah. On the way to the exit we passed thru the techno room and the 3 of us danced like crazy idiots looking to get a$$ slapped.
Results:
7 rejections in total
Another number
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Major linkage here. Props to Wyldfire. I put this to good use saturday night.
http://www.sosuave.net/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=16485&highlight=kiss
First off Shezz, 'Winging with Tyler Durden'? Hahaha, you psychomaniac sarger you! :crackup: Didn't think you had a split personality!
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2200 - 'Leaving things a little late'
Ja, Moz and I are sitting around the coffee table eyeing the 3 shots of Smirnoff. "Smells like nail polish, tastes like nail polish." Arh well.. it was no good in the shotty glass.
We had to be quick cos the taxi was gonna be here in 30mins. We reaffirm each other of our promise. We're gonna continue picking up and never stop our roll. Moz looked uneasy and admittedly he told us it was gonna be his first time going out soley to pick up. Poor dude, he didn't look well. Isn't self doubt such a reflective emotion. We down 5 shots each and catch a cab to town.
Town was a buzz. To-night was the-night. We were being the usual ****y mvthafvckahs, Moz decked out in a new outfit, Ja popping his colla like a fool and me and my punkish gear. We were smiling, waving and blowing kisses at woman we happen to pass. I was first to open proceedings, just a quicky to warm up. I see a HB9-tall sitting at a table outside a lounge/bar by herself.
Me: Hey, waiting for someone?
HB9: -smile- Yeah..
Me: Well, here I am! Hahaha.
HB9: -laughs-
All 3 of us walk away laughing, waving goodbye and so did she.
We were now in a positive frame of mind.
We first head to a club, quite an unclassy crowd. We walk around first. Now this is the first time that I can recall walking around first, we usually head to the bar and get us some drinks but to-night was the-night. We were on the prowl. Ja opened 2 HB8-italians.
Ja: Heyy... don't I know you from somewhere?
HBshorter: -puts up hand as if 'talk to the hand', that was COLD. A simple no should be in order B*TCH!!-
Ja: Oh what?!?!
Me: -Empowering voice at her direction- ONLY THE HAND SERVICES MY VAGINA.
We bust up laughing at the two b*tches with lvl 6529 b*tch shields. Gem of ****iness gained. New spell learnt. Bah. We walk down the stairs to the exit, yeah we were only there for 2mins. A 5 set of asians are walking up towards us.
Ja: Hey baby!!
5 set: -act like they didn't hear-
Ja: HEY BABY!!!!
5set: -one of them looks with daggers-
Ja: Ooohhh!!!
We leave.
So we decide to head to another club. I couldn't get in cos of my mullet. The rnb door boy can suck my punk d*ck.
We hop to another bar. On the way we wave to random HBs. Some wave back but most just ignore us. Our 'don't give a fvck' metre increases, we get more ****ier by the minute. When we get there, we walk thru the whole bar and then walk out. Birthday celebrations. Most HBs taken.
We make our way to the next pub. Down stairs, live cover band. Upstairs, karaoke! We get some drinks downstairs by the bar when I see a HB8 blonde.
Me: Hey you pushed in.
HB8: -glances with a slight smile-
Me: Ok fine, I'll let you in after the road toll. -points to cheek-
HB8: -nothing-
Rejection 5. I'll count that. She probably smelt the alcohol that the 3 of us were giving out.
After getting the drinks we go upstairs and sing a loud along with the karaoke in the 15 max crowd who were silent. The MC looks for an audience member. She points us out to get up on stage. We laugh it off and fvck off quickly. There was some level of social anxiety there but the test came with maximum failure.
Next place we head off to is a club that was pumping out rnb and techno in 3 different rooms. The area surrounding the dance floor was packed but the dance floor had only 3 girls on it. Perfect opportunity to gain social proof when we pick them up. Perfect opportunity to be labelled the guys who can't get none as well. We get drinks and stand around like wall flowers.
About 30mins later a few more groups of people join the dancefloor so we also decide join in.
I eye a 3 set. Two HB8s and 1 UG4. Ja and I dance away acting like a bunch of d*ickheads oblivious to the surrounding crowd, while Moz dances in the background 2 feet away from us. Moz's style reminded me of a thin tree branch swaying in the wind. Very hippy I guess.
I dance my way into their circle. They look at me for a brief moment and continue dancing in the circle as if nothing happened. Ja joins so we become a 5set. Moz continues his tree swaying powers. After about 1-2 songs I ask the HB8 next to me what her name was. I fluff my HB and Ja fluffs his HB. I ask HB8 how old she was, it turns out the 3set was a combined age in the 90s! HB8 is 29. I tell her to prove it and she shows ID and a pic of her baby.
Erh.. I whisper Ja to eject. After 5mins we leave to another room.We went to another rnb room. Moz notices two HB8.5 blondes. We push him to approach but he refuses. So Ja and I approach while Moz holds his unfinished drink. As soon as Ja and I cut in, the HBs start dancing real sl*tty grinding and rubbing each other. I grab the shorter HB by the forearm and tell her, "This is how the pros do it!"
Ja and I are mocking them and imitating their moves. The longer we did this, the more dirty the girls got. I change the tone and start a$$ slapping Ja and then I stick out my a$$ infront of the HBs. One of them cracked me one on my a$$, *CRACK!*, it hurt like hell. More a$$ slapping ensue between the four of us. It was the weirdest thing ever. So homo, yet such a spanking I got from those girls. Definitely a group of attention wh*res here. We all loved it.
That crazy BEP Hump song came on and the girls went crazy!! I put both arms out (as if riding a motorcycle) to the beat and next thing I know, she's backing her a$$ on my d*ck. After the song, I ask HB short to join me for a drink. She tells me that they're lesbians. I hope that wasn't a sh*t test cos I tell her that I'm a lesbian too and start to leave. I tell 'em to say Hi next time they see us and they promise to.
Rejection 6.
We were on a frenzy, after the lesbians I realise that dancefloor tactics don't have much to it. Just push yourself in the group and talk. Providing you can dance to a beat and have a good
dress sense. My peacocking with all that cheap punk jewellery and punk clothes in a rnb club definitely help.
We re-fill for drinks and head back to the dancefloor. 3set brunette. Two HB7.5s and one HB7. They're all Italians. We head their way and same thing, jump in and talk. Moz stays in the background. I introduce Moz to the group and that was probably the most action he got all night. Once again Ja and I are acting a fool on the floor and having mini dance-offs with the girls. I don't recall the song that came on, but I recall the moment. After about 20mins of mucking around, I pull in my HB7.5 by the hips so that we stop dancing in that crappy circle.
She gets into the mood and is receptive, my leg between her legs, she is straddling my thigh. Major kissing follows and I impliment the tip wyldfire shared with us. Hell we were like that for a good half hour. UG4 from the previous group came up and grabbed me by my belt acting like she knew me. She wanted to drag me away to her friend, but I told her that I had to dance with my friend, the birthday girl. Pure lie, UG4 walked away looking pizz off.
Somewhere during the early group circle dancing, 2 guys came along and danced in the circle, I thought they were friends of the girls. One of the AMOGs whispered in my woman's ear. After 10mins he fvkt off. I later found out that the girls didn't know 'em. I admire his courage but I think it's hard to steal someone from a group on the dancefloor once the group is set. The music is too loud to run any major routines IF he is in the PU community. Besides, our group had already gelled. Our group as a whole was laughing, grabbing each other and exchanging funny faces while we danced. With the exception of Moz and that lonely girl.
Our mistake was that we left that one girl out. Moz is way too shy, I didn't see him attempt ANYTHING all night. Maybe Ja and myself's ****iness discouraged him. We'll probably have a discussion about PU again on Friday.
The left-out girl seemed to put up with a lot, she put up with 1hour of dancing while Moz and her stood isolated and oh so lonely. After the hour she wanted to leave, Ja's girl asked her to stay a little longer. I decided to pay some attention and try dancing with her too. She refused like the good girl she is, telling me that she had a bf. So I guess that was my 7th rejection. Very minor tho. I number close the HB that I was dancing with coz I knew they were gonna leave soon. All 4 of us, the 2 HBs, Ja and I, all pulled out the mobiles and exchanged numbers right there on the dancefloor. Major social proof there.
Nearing 4am and happy with the results, we head off toward to exit. But not before one last hurrah. On the way to the exit we passed thru the techno room and the 3 of us danced like crazy idiots looking to get a$$ slapped.
Results:
7 rejections in total
Another number
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RBB
Senior Don Juan
cont'
That last club we went to seemed to bring us goodluck. Or maybe it was the 'easy singles' crowd. Good social proof there displayed on the dance floor. We danced with 3 sets of girls and moved on when we weren't interested. There was never a dull moment. I initiated conversations with a tough guy and a Belgium guy later. A few people I barely knew from the past came up to me on the dancefloor to say hello then fvkking off. There wasn't a moment where I wasn't talking to/dancing with another person I didn't know. It was great.
We blew off any negativity and pointed it out as being the HBs fault. I remember the 3 of us waving at a 2 set but they didn't wave back. I told Ja and Moz that one of the HBs had a boil below her nose and it had been freshly popped. She probably didn't want to draw attention to herself cos we were good looking guys. Her insecurities left her at a disadvantage and on the back foot. But now that we have imprinted ourselves on her mind, she probably may come up to us next week when the boil dies down. They laughed at my message, probably because of the pimple thing. But the message was clear.
I am more ****ier and confident than I have ever been. But it took a lot of changes in my life to get to this stage. But the results are great, I'm just oozing confidence now.
It's hard to run any game in a nightclub. The music is way too loud. Some simple dance moves and good dress sense got us far.
I used to prefer cold approaches in malls, lounges and pubs but now I disagree. Totally different game in totally different environments. I just had to learn both kinds and know how to use them.
No matter how much I tried to egg on Moz, he couldn't bring himself to approach. lol. I know, we've all been there right? But maybe by surrounding him to this atmosphere will encourage him week by week. I'm gonna stop annoying him now, I'll just let him cruise along with what he wants to do.
I got lazy toward the end of the FR. Sorry for the length. But I had to detail how much fun I had.
That last club we went to seemed to bring us goodluck. Or maybe it was the 'easy singles' crowd. Good social proof there displayed on the dance floor. We danced with 3 sets of girls and moved on when we weren't interested. There was never a dull moment. I initiated conversations with a tough guy and a Belgium guy later. A few people I barely knew from the past came up to me on the dancefloor to say hello then fvkking off. There wasn't a moment where I wasn't talking to/dancing with another person I didn't know. It was great.
We blew off any negativity and pointed it out as being the HBs fault. I remember the 3 of us waving at a 2 set but they didn't wave back. I told Ja and Moz that one of the HBs had a boil below her nose and it had been freshly popped. She probably didn't want to draw attention to herself cos we were good looking guys.
Her insecurities left her at a disadvantage and on the back foot. But now that we have imprinted ourselves on her mind, she probably may come up to us next week when the boil dies down. They laughed at my message, probably because of the pimple thing. But the message was clear. I am more ****ier and confident than I have ever been. But it took a lot of changes in my life to get to this stage. But the results are great, I'm just oozing confidence now.
It's hard to run any game in a nightclub. The music is way too loud. Some simple dance moves and good dress sense got us far.
I used to prefer cold approaches in malls, lounges and pubs but now I disagree. Totally different game in totally different environments. I just had to learn both kinds and know how to use them.
No matter how much I tried to egg on Moz, he couldn't bring himself to approach. lol. I know, we've all been there right? But maybe by surrounding him to this atmosphere will encourage him week by week. I'm gonna stop annoying him now, I'll just let him cruise along with what he wants to do.
I got lazy toward the end of the FR. Sorry for the length. But I had to detail how much fun I had.
Duamutef
Banned
Oh, it's ok then... I thought to be kind of a useless imbecile because I got like ten rejections yesterday. If it happens to the best too, I can still harbour a hope for the future!
Yo RBB, Italian girls are so hot, huh? Have fun with them. And if you need some Italian lessons make me know.
It's so easy to love you = E' così facile volerti bene
:rockon:
You essentially upped your VALUE in her eyes by showing her that, if she wants you, she has to at times do things that you like to do. You are SOMETHING after all. You are NOT FREE. If she wants to hang with you, it's going to cost her something — time, effort, money.
Quote taken from The SoSuave Guide to Women and Dating, which you can read for FREE.
scorpio king
Don Juan
10 rejections. its official
silverfox
Don Juan
Posted this over in the mature guy forum but it is also relavant to my bootcamp efforts.
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A field report of sorts…
Last night I had an event in a busy bar in the city. We had a room booked but still met several new people anyway so I saw this as a good opportunity to continue bootcamp.
First girl was a babe and a real flirt who was selling shots. My friend who is a natural but in an LTR was flirting away with her and I could see that she was responding well. She was friendly and flirty with me but then that’s because she wanted us to buy shots. We had some shots anyway but I am sure she was getting the same attention all night.
Then two girls came in who do quick massage treatments in bars. I’ve seen these crews in a few bars in the city. I told one girl (blonde, petite, cute, dancer) that I could probably give her a better shoulder massage than she could give me. I let her give me a massage – at the end you pay them what you think it was worth. She was as good as most sports masseuses I have had so I paid up and then said I would show her a couple of techniques for working on the spine that I bet she didn’t know. I guess a PUA would say I went kino (haha.) She seemed interested in how I had learnt this stuff so I told her we should meet up and she could come to the class where I learn. She gave me her company card but also wrote her name and personal phone number on it. Haven’t checked it out yet to see if it is real and given it started out as a commercial transaction I am not putting too much store in it.
A girl I worked with and who does have a little crush on me was leaving so we had hugs and then a little kiss and then another. My friend said I should chase her and kiss her goodnight properly and I am sure I could have but she is a little young and innocent and it would have been taking advantage as I am not into her.
Then a group of girls came in with one guy and sat down in our room. It was late by now and a few people had left so there was space. Another friend told them it was my birthday (a lie) and they should at least sing happy birthday to me. They launched into an enthusiastic chorus and each gave me a birthday kiss at the end (except from the guy of course.)
I chatted to one of the girls for a while and she told me about her travels etc. Then I said I had to get back to my friends.
OK, now for the main event…
There was one girl in the group I thought was quite cute (brunette, slender and she wore black plastic “nerd” specs that she was cute enough to pull off.) I wanted to talk to her. Another of my friends said she was really smiling for the birthday kisses and I should approach. I wandered back over and used a canned opener on 3 of the girls including the one I liked. When she added her opinion she seemed keen to talk to me. I told her to come and stand with me so we could chat and she did. We chatted for a while and she seemed very keen and was asking me a lot of questions about things and vice versa so we were interacting rather than me just trying to come out with clever stories.
There was a little touchy-feely going on but nothing heavy. I said we should exchange numbers and she agreed so she had to go over and get her phone. So I sat back down with my friends and – here’s the kicker - this girl just bailed. I am at a loss to explain this. She was actively chatting away with me and following me when I led her around, there was lots of eye contact and smiles and I am not sure how I blew it or misread the situation. Most people in my group said there was no way she was leaving without swapping details so they were all surprised.
Maybe she had a BF already and just liked the attention, maybe she was a very friendly non-butch lesbian but it would have been hard to tell from her behaviour. I guess I am not very good at moving from small talk to showing interest and creating real attraction. I was disappointed about this one but not as much as I would normally have been. After all, she is the one who will now miss out on my company and having fun.
I left soon after and just for the hell of it I approached a couple more girls outside with the “Hi, I was walking past and thought you looked kinda cute so I decided to come and talk to you.” First time was a pair of girls who smiled and told me they were waiting for their BFs who were in the store. Second girl was at a bus stop. She seemed a little shy and surprised. This one was funnier because I was also escorting a drunk friend to the station who decided to barge in and tell her he was on a tv talent show and then he started singing to her. Badly
No great success but better than sitting at home and that’s a possible number and 3 more rejections for bootcamp in the bag.
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A field report of sorts…
Last night I had an event in a busy bar in the city. We had a room booked but still met several new people anyway so I saw this as a good opportunity to continue bootcamp.
First girl was a babe and a real flirt who was selling shots. My friend who is a natural but in an LTR was flirting away with her and I could see that she was responding well. She was friendly and flirty with me but then that’s because she wanted us to buy shots. We had some shots anyway but I am sure she was getting the same attention all night.
Then two girls came in who do quick massage treatments in bars. I’ve seen these crews in a few bars in the city. I told one girl (blonde, petite, cute, dancer) that I could probably give her a better shoulder massage than she could give me. I let her give me a massage – at the end you pay them what you think it was worth. She was as good as most sports masseuses I have had so I paid up and then said I would show her a couple of techniques for working on the spine that I bet she didn’t know. I guess a PUA would say I went kino (haha.) She seemed interested in how I had learnt this stuff so I told her we should meet up and she could come to the class where I learn. She gave me her company card but also wrote her name and personal phone number on it. Haven’t checked it out yet to see if it is real and given it started out as a commercial transaction I am not putting too much store in it.
A girl I worked with and who does have a little crush on me was leaving so we had hugs and then a little kiss and then another. My friend said I should chase her and kiss her goodnight properly and I am sure I could have but she is a little young and innocent and it would have been taking advantage as I am not into her.
Then a group of girls came in with one guy and sat down in our room. It was late by now and a few people had left so there was space. Another friend told them it was my birthday (a lie) and they should at least sing happy birthday to me. They launched into an enthusiastic chorus and each gave me a birthday kiss at the end (except from the guy of course.)
I chatted to one of the girls for a while and she told me about her travels etc. Then I said I had to get back to my friends.
OK, now for the main event…
There was one girl in the group I thought was quite cute (brunette, slender and she wore black plastic “nerd” specs that she was cute enough to pull off.) I wanted to talk to her. Another of my friends said she was really smiling for the birthday kisses and I should approach. I wandered back over and used a canned opener on 3 of the girls including the one I liked. When she added her opinion she seemed keen to talk to me. I told her to come and stand with me so we could chat and she did. We chatted for a while and she seemed very keen and was asking me a lot of questions about things and vice versa so we were interacting rather than me just trying to come out with clever stories.
There was a little touchy-feely going on but nothing heavy. I said we should exchange numbers and she agreed so she had to go over and get her phone. So I sat back down with my friends and – here’s the kicker - this girl just bailed. I am at a loss to explain this. She was actively chatting away with me and following me when I led her around, there was lots of eye contact and smiles and I am not sure how I blew it or misread the situation. Most people in my group said there was no way she was leaving without swapping details so they were all surprised.
Maybe she had a BF already and just liked the attention, maybe she was a very friendly non-butch lesbian but it would have been hard to tell from her behaviour. I guess I am not very good at moving from small talk to showing interest and creating real attraction. I was disappointed about this one but not as much as I would normally have been. After all, she is the one who will now miss out on my company and having fun.
I left soon after and just for the hell of it I approached a couple more girls outside with the “Hi, I was walking past and thought you looked kinda cute so I decided to come and talk to you.” First time was a pair of girls who smiled and told me they were waiting for their BFs who were in the store. Second girl was at a bus stop. She seemed a little shy and surprised. This one was funnier because I was also escorting a drunk friend to the station who decided to barge in and tell her he was on a tv talent show and then he started singing to her. Badly
No great success but better than sitting at home and that’s a possible number and 3 more rejections for bootcamp in the bag.